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Growing up, my mom often told me I had a young heart but an old soul.
At the time, I didn’t fully realize what she meant.
But now I understood. I’d always known my own mind and what I wanted for my life.
And while I may be young in most people’s eyes, I’d done and seen a lot of shit. And I’d fucked around more than most.
But now I was ready to move on to bigger, better, more meaningful things.
Just like taking on a new song, I was ready to keep growing.
With my music.
And most of all, with Van.
I just needed to convince him first.
When I finally reached the end of the song, my lungs were near to bursting, and my throat was dry.
The sudden sound of claps and cheers from our crew startled me. I stood up on shaky legs and bowed.
“I told you,” I said to Van as he walked back on stage.
His blue eyes met mine. They were guarded and darker than usual.
My pulse kicked up, and my blood raced. The closer he got, the more I sweated. And it had nothing to do with the heat of the stage lights.
Which, thankfully, were still on.
“You did. And I have to say, Brodie, that was even better than I’d imagined.”
“I hope the songwriter will be happy,” I countered.
I wanted to do Van’s song justice. He deserved nothing less.
“I’m sure they’ll be ecstatic thattheBrodie James picked their song.”
“They better be. I’m very selective. I know what I want.”
Van stared at me and swallowed hard. I watched as he licked his lips, my eyes locked on his tongue.
I had to taste him; I needed to…
Bam. The lights went out again.
“Maybe this place is haunted,” Holloway joked. “Isn’t NOLA full of ghosts?”
“No such thing as ghosts. Right?”
A cold draft blew over my shoulders, and I startled, taking a step forward, bumping into Van. Our bodies collided, and I gripped his arm tightly.
“Brodie,” Van growled my name in that gravelly voice of his, and goosebumps popped up all over my skin.
The lights flickered on again.
“Van, we have a problem.”
Fuck, not now.
